things have a way of catching up
and then disappearing all together
it's kind of like watching a really good film
just when you're completely immersed in the characters
and it feels as though it's about halfway through
the credits start to trickle down the screen
and you're left wondering what would have come next
where did all the beautiful cinematography go?
where did all that lovely scenery escape to?
did the heroine kiss me after all?
did i save her in the end?
and suddenly it's drafty and cold
the panic begins to set in and unnerve your soul
suddenly you are caught up in the constant act of unravelling
like a caterpillar's sixteen steps resulting in the fraying
of everything that it casually touches and passes by
inch after painfully slow inch
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